Shackles of Mortality

I had a dream, a different one from anything else. I was on a lone lush island, with woods encircling me. There was a lonely black owl sitting in front of me, piercing my soul with its eyes. We stared at each other before the owl broke the silence by speaking, "Find a human child born during storm where the anger of Gods is big. Its eyes being red and body nearly pale. It will carry a shard of Deities within that you will tear from the child's beating heart. You will do that when the child is close to adulthood and on an altar exposed to the sky. It will bring wrath of the Gods but you will be prepared to repel their curses and siphon their power for yourselves.

The Gods will send their messenger, a being made of stars, to steal the child from your hands. It can not happen as there is no such child elsewhere and only one will exist at the same time and when it dies, another is born to repeat the cycle - an imperfection left by the Gods that is your key." With these words the owl covered me in mist and once it disappeared, so did the owl, leaving me to wonder and plan.

I believe that as Eclipse of Soul we are obliged to save the world from the eternal damnation the Gods put us at, treating us like mere toys to satisfy their sadistic tendencies whenever we are sick, in pain or dying. They bring mere moments of happiness and justice only to sweep our legs and fall face first onto the ground to increase the pain and misery they inflict. They know no limits to cruelty and we have to stop them, and one day we will be able to. For now we have to spread the word, gather initiates and lay low till the child is found.

Let our cause free us.
Malefiscus

-One of rare letters that withstands the test of time and is a core drive for Eclipse of Soul